Time passes, and the years are silent.

It has been two days since he returned to the valley, and Bian Yao has once again adapted and accustomed to the boring life and routine in the valley, but whenever he is alone, he will inevitably miss the freedom and leisure he had in the previous months.

Those children of the Wood Clan originally thought that Bian Yao and Twilight Song had been buried in the belly of the beast in that accident, but they never expected that these two foreigners would return to the valley unharmed, which naturally became the hottest topic in the past two days.

Bian Yao, as always, said a few words to Mu Xiyou in his free time, ignoring the ridiculous discussions of those people around him. However, Twilight Song, because the battle had just ended a few days ago, he had stayed in the Sword Valley since he came back, avoiding many strange eyes.

In the morning, Bian Yao meditated in the Yangmu Valley with the children of the Mu Clan, and in the afternoon, he went to the West Valley to conduct combat training between the same ranks.

Due to deliberately hiding the true cultivation realm, Bian Yao was still treated as a mid-term dreamer, and in the battle with the children of the Mu clan at the same level, although he retained some strength, he could still easily win.

The instructors of the battle outside the field naturally noticed that Bian Yao's cultivation had improved greatly compared to before leaving the valley, and the difference was mainly reflected in the reaction ability and speed. However, due to the fact that there was no way to investigate his dreams, and Bian Yao did not use some tricks that only later dream maniacs could practice and use in the battle, naturally no one could see through his true realm.

In fact, there is a more direct reason why Bian Yao does not want people to know that he has advanced to the late stage of dream mania: in the valley, once someone's realm level is promoted to the late stage of dream mania, they have to move from Donggu to Nangu to live and practice, and Mu Chen and Mu Wuji have moved to Nangu last winter, and he is really not happy to get close to these two troublemakers.

For Bian Yao, living in the East Valley or the South Valley does not make much difference in terms of the increase in strength. Since the beginning, his realm ascension speed has only been related to that strange dream, but outsiders don't know it.

In the two days after returning to the valley, whenever the afternoon battle training was over, Bian Yao hurriedly returned to Donggu, briefly said hello to Mu Xiyou, and then returned to the house and closed the door, entering the dream as quickly as possible.

Since the night when he encountered the Dream King's evil cultivation, he accidentally stepped into the late stage of the dream madness, and his dream realm underwent some kind of abnormality, and his body was able to hear the sound of the outside world in the pitch-black dream, and he could hear it far away and clearly.

In the dark dream, from time to time, there were voices with different tones, which were the whispers and conversations of the children of the Wood Clan in the Hidden Valley. However, the noise did not last long, because there was a rule in the valley that it was forbidden to go to other people's houses after dark, let alone make noise in the house.

Bian Yao is like a naughty child, who suddenly discovers some new and strange way to play, and has a lot of fun with it. Driven by curiosity, voyeurism, and eavesdropping on other people's conversations every night has become his greatest pleasure outside of daily practice.

In just two nights, Bian Yao learned about the private affairs of many Mu clan disciples in this way, and he planned to find a time to go to Sword Valley and share some interesting private words he overheard with Twilight Song.

As night fell, the noise in the East Valley gradually subsided, and finally turned to silence.

On the small bed in a certain room, Bian Yao was meditating with his eyes crossed, and after a long time, he suddenly opened his eyes and lay down on the grass with a smile.

Seeking pleasure is seeking pleasure, and the practice should still be carried out as usual, and there is no room for delay and delay.

Bian Yao recalled a few interesting things he had overheard in his mind, and then tried to calm down and began to think about some spiritual matters.

It is very clear from the book on dream cultivation that when the realm level of a dream cultivator is raised to the late stage of dream mania, an important change will occur in the dream space, that is, space reshaping.

At the beginning of the dream practice, the dream space is a fixed form similar to a sphere, but in the later stage of the dream mania, the dream practitioner can change the shape of the dream space through his mind, such as changing it from a spherical shape to a square, or a long bar, or any other regular or irregular shape.

It is precisely because of this change that the later dreamer has the ability to devour other people's dreams. In other words, a dream cultivator at this stage can use the dream realm to launch an attack on the enemy, but it is not necessary to devour the opponent's dream space, or they can simply use their own dreams to squeeze or impact the opponent's dreams, and cause damage to the opponent by destroying the dream.

However, under normal circumstances, due to many limitations, two people with the same strength or little difference in realm level will not use dreams to attack each other in battle. For example, if a late-stage dreamer fights a mid-stage dreamer, and the former wants to attack the latter's dream, first of all, he has to keep the distance between the two sides within a certain range, and secondly, he needs to control his dream through his mind to contact the latter's dream, during which there will inevitably be a long or short pause depending on the level of the dreamer's cultivation. Once the latter realizes that the former is attacking the dream realm against him, he will inevitably choose to flee quickly, as long as the two sides are at a certain distance, the former will not be able to continue to urge the dream realm to attack the latter.

Based on this almost harsh condition, those evil dream cultivators who want to devour other people's dreams either first make the other party lose the ability to escape, or the realm is far beyond the other party, and they are sure that they can forcibly break through the other party's dream wall layer in a very short time, so that they do not have enough time to deal with or escape.

In the past few days, Bian Yao has been thinking about a question: his dreams have been pitch black, as for how big this dark space is, he can't find out what is going on, nor can he perceive other people's dreams in the dark, let alone use his mind to change the shape of this pitch black space and launch an attack on the enemy.

This incomprehensible question has always haunted me, as if you have acquired something good, but you can't see it, you can't touch it, and you can't use it. This feeling made Bian Yao very unhappy and unhappy!

However, there must be gains, and you can't use dreams to attack others, and others can't attack yourself in this way, not to mention that judging by the current situation, the benefits far outweigh the disadvantages!

Bian Yao lay on the grass bed and pondered for a long time, until his mind was dizzy and still had no clue, and finally had to temporarily give up thinking about this problem and study other feasible techniques.

At noon the next day, after leaving Yangmu Valley, Bian Yao and Mu Xiyou went to the orchard to pick and eat spiritual fruits.

In the familiar spirit orchard, the mist is faint and lingers all year round.

Thousands of spirit fruit trees were picked and planted in the slightly wet soil, and the branches were obliquely growing with spirit fruits of different colors hanging from the branches, and the silk white mist mixed with the fragrance of the fruit slowly flowed among the trees.

Those groups of Mu Clan disciples had left one after another after eating the spirit fruit.

Bian Yao jumped down from a tree branch, swallowed the spirit fruit in his mouth, and casually glanced around him, just about to say hello to Mu Xiyou, but his eyes changed.

But on the path beside the trees, a familiar green figure broke through the pale white mist and suddenly broke into his sight.

In the sound of footsteps, the comer gradually revealed his figure and stopped.

Mu Wanyan was dressed in a light green Luo skirt, and her delicate figure was particularly charming in the mist, but her slightly haggard face was obviously different from the past.

She stared at Bian Yao for a few moments, and said in a slightly hissing voice: "I have something to tell you, you come with me." ”

Bian Yao frowned, feeling a little puzzled in his heart. He caught a slight abnormality in the other man's eyes, but he didn't ask any more questions, just followed her without saying a word, towards a corner of the orchard.

Not long after leaving, Mu Wanyan froze her body and was silent for a short time before she turned around and said softly with a smile: "I am very surprised that you have returned safely, but I am also very happy!"

"Thank you for your concern!" Bian Yao smiled, tilted the corners of his mouth and sighed upwards, blowing the strand of hair in front of his eyebrows up and down. Whenever he feels uncomfortable, in order to make the atmosphere of the conversation relaxed and pleasant, he often unconsciously makes small gestures.

In the process of being involved in the world, Mu Wanyan had already seen this kind of small habit of Bian Yao, so she did not regard it as impolite.

"Today I have come to say goodbye to you, and by the way, I will convey to you what the princess asked me to bring. ”

"What words?" Bian Yao couldn't help but be stunned for a moment, and then said, "Say goodbye?"

She said that if there is still a chance to meet, she will ask you something about it. Mu Wanyan paused slightly, and continued: "I'm leaving the valley, so I'm here to say goodbye to you." ”

Hearing this, Bian Yao looked surprised and hurriedly asked, "Where are you going?"

"I'm going back to the inner village to practice, and I won't set foot in the valley again from now on. Mu Wanyan's demeanor was slightly different, but her words were an understatement.

"Why?" Bian Yao said curiously.

"Because of my special status, it's inconvenient to stay in the valley all the time. ”

After hearing this, Bian Yao lowered his head and said nothing, his eyes flickered, and he didn't know what he was thinking in his heart.

"I'm going to ask you for a favor. Mu Wanyan said and handed out his right hand forward, slowly spread out his palm, and saw a petal of emerald green lying in the soft palm, "Help me put it away, if one day, he is going to leave the valley, please give him this leaf." Until then, you should keep it for the time being, so that no one else can see it. ”

Of course, Bian Yao was not stupid enough to ask who "he" was, he was no longer a young child, and he already had a certain understanding of the love of children. In the process of being involved in the world, he has already seen that there is an inexplicable relationship between Twilight Song and Mu Wanyan.

Bian Yao's eyes moved to her sideburns, and found that the green leaf he saw in the past was still slanted there, and he couldn't help asking, "Is this one the same as the one on your head?"

"It's different, it's my own condensed natal Konoha leaves. Mu Wanyan said in a low voice.

"Give him a leaf?" Bian Yao reached out and took the verdant leaf from her palm, slanted his eyebrows slightly raised, and couldn't help but remind: "Isn't there anything to say?"

"The edge is shallow, and one leaf is enough. Mu Wanyan's voice became surprisingly cold, too cold and inexplicable, too faint and too deliberate.

Bian Yao wanted to ask her for a piece as a farewell gift, wanting to use a joke to reconcile the slightly heavy atmosphere, but when his eyes touched the mournful face, the joking words suddenly turned into a low sigh and dispersed into mist.

Mu Wanyan suddenly turned around and walked towards the orchard, didn't take a few steps, suddenly stopped, and said softly: "I'm very happy to know you as a friend! If you see my aunt next time, remember to say hello to her on my behalf! Actually, I've always admired her and admired her, but unfortunately I don't have that courage!" The last few words seemed to be talking to myself.

After the words were finished, the sound of light footsteps sounded again, and the figure gradually disappeared into the white mist.

Deep valley, every inch of sadness.

Bian Yao faintly heard a trace of tiredness and unwillingness in her accent, and the delicate back of the departing seemed to hide invisible sadness and sorrow. He knew that the other party should have something unspeakable, but it was inconvenient to ask, and even if he asked, he would not tell himself if he wanted to.

With a thought, Bian Yao put the tender green leaf into the space bag and shook his head vigorously, thinking about how to tell Twilight Song about it.

He didn't ask her why she didn't go to Sword Valley to say goodbye, but only guessed in his heart that the other party might be afraid to face it, or that the girl was thin-skinned. After all, as far as her identity is concerned, it is already a great thing to have the courage to take the initiative to reveal her shameful private feelings to an outsider.

Quietly watching Mu Wanyan leave, Bian Yao stood in place for a while, slightly confused in his mind, and couldn't help but feel a little stunned in his heart.

As the daughter of the patriarch, the other party has never put on a lofty posture to herself, let alone deliberately concealed her identity, and has always been honest with each other. Coupled with the kinship between her and Mu Qianxue, if you insist on it, she can be regarded as the niece of the old ghost if she turns a corner. And in the journey of the world, the two have also talked together, laughed and talked about the land, and shared barbecue game, Mu Wanyan felt like a friend who didn't have much contact, but made him care more.

After pondering in place for a long time, Bian Yao sighed a few times, estimating that the battle training was about to begin, so he threw his thoughts out of his mind, hurriedly left the orchard, and rushed towards the direction of the West Valley.